Treat the patient at one time?

And it needs to be cured today?

Gu Feng was very surprised.

He knew that Director Tian was very cautious and generally not radical, but why did he make such a request now?

"Xiao Gu, is that okay?" Director Tian looked at Gu Feng and asked.

Gu Feng thought seriously for a moment, nodded, and said, "Yes, but the treatment will take a relatively long time."

"How long will it take?"

"One hour."

"One hour?" Director Tian frowned slightly.

"Director, if you think it's too long, I can also compress the time, forty-five minutes..."

"No, I think it's too fast. Generally, the surgery takes several hours. If you cure the late stage of tuberculosis in one hour, it will probably scare everyone to death. But I really want to see how those people are scared."

Director Tian smiled and said, "Xiao Gu, that's what it means to cure the old man in one hour."

"Okay!" Gu Fengzheng pointed his head.

"Are you very confused? Why did I ask you to cure the patient today, and cure him at one time?" Director Tian explained: "I am going to invite Dean Mu and the directors of various departments to come and observe. If you can cure the patient today, then our department will turn over, which will also be of great benefit to you."

So that's it.

"Director, please rest assured, I will not disappoint you." Gu Feng promised.

He was very grateful to Director Tian. If it were someone else, he would have been afraid of causing a medical accident these days.

The two returned to the office.

Director Tian ordered Fatty Yue, "Xiao Yue, find a spacious ward and take the patient over."

"yes!"

"Xiao Gu, you have some preparations too. I'll go and invite Dean Mu and the others now." Director Tian said and hurried out.

Then.

Gu Feng began to take the old man's pulse seriously.

After a while, he carefully checked with the ghost doctor's eyes, and only then he took back his gaze after he understood the old man's situation.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Feng took the old man to the ward.

Everything is ready.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Director Tian finally came back, followed by Mu Ling and a large group of people.

Gu Feng recognized them at a glance. Some of those people were directors of various departments of the hospital, and some were experts hired by the hospital.

What surprised him the most was that among the group of people, there were several reporters, driving long spears and short cannons, slapped Gu Feng and the patient.

"Don't worry, these are all colleagues in the publicity department. I'll invite them to promote our traditional Chinese medicine department." Director Tian whispered to Gu Feng.

At this moment, a very stylish middle-aged man appeared in front of Gu Feng and asked, "Are you Gu Feng?"

"I am." Gu Feng recognized the man. The director of the respiratory department, Qian Youcai, is a very famous tuberculosis expert.

"Do you know what disease the old man is suffering from?" Qian Youcai asked.

"Know."

"I know you dare to save me?" Qian Youcai said in a bad tone: "I can't cure the late stage of tuberculosis. Can you cure it well? I advise you not to cause trouble for the hospital."

"Director Qian, if you can't cure it, it doesn't mean I can't cure it either!" Gu Feng was a little puzzled. He didn't know why Qian Youcai targeted him, so he retorted back with great rudeness.

"You-" Qian Youcai's face turned pale with anger.

Another expert behind him whispered: "Old Qian, don't be as knowledgeable as him. The treatment will fail later. I'll see how their Chinese medicine department will end."

Qian Youcai nodded slightly, stared at Gu Feng, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!